Transform this fear I feel, O God
Deliver me from my distress
Relieve my soul of dread and loss
Lift the cloud of hopeless dross
And place your strong strong back in mine
To lift this heavy cross.

O Jesus, all you suffered not in vain
I know you know my deepest pain
I know you see my inner heart
I know you feel hurts when they start
In body, soul, and spirit now
Transform my fear somehow.

“My God, my God, why!”
My fearful heart does cry
In pain, when body joints do ache
“I’m falling apart!” my voice does quake
In mind and body, so distraught
Against dreadful odds I’ve fought.

In dazzling brightness you did transform
The humanly form of Jesus Lord
From dust and clay to glorious God
Present high on the mountain sod.
Please transfigure now my deepest fears
And wipe away these bitter tears.

Gregory S. Neal +
Methodist Central Hospital
January 18, 1997